Meandering aimlessly is an important military tactic. (Open)

[john_grimm]

Striding through the doors of his quarters, John slung his gun over his shoulder, the strap fitting snugly against his chest. He knew he didn't need the BFG on the Enterprise, but he felt safer with its comforting mass resting between his shoulder blades. Besides, it never hurt to be prepared

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[dctr_mccoy]

He was running way too fast down the corridor, and if Lenny's momma saw him she would have smacked him, but he was out on his own, heading to see Joanna. As he turned the corner he ran head long into a wall of man. Bouncing off, he landed on his ass on the ground.

"...ouch."

[john_grimm]

John's eyes widened as he looked down at the little boy.

Ohcrap.

"You're Lenny, right little dude?" he asked, getting down on one knee and extending a hand to help the boy up. He smiled weakly.

Whatdoyouthinkyou'redoing?You'reterriblewithkids.

He gulped as his brain continued to process the situation. This wasn't just any kid.

His smile slipped a little.

[dctr_mccoy]

"...yeah," he said, taking the hand and pulling himself up. "You're Uncle John right?" he asked, rubbing his hip. His eyes were immediately drawn to the huge gun John was carrying.

"Wow..."

[john_grimm]

"Yup! That's me.... Uncle John." He tried to stretch his sorry excuse for a grin into something a little more cheery with limited success. "You okay there, little dude? Looks like you hurt your hip."

He noticed Lenny's interest but ignored it. No kid should be exposed to guns in a fun way. They weren't toys and they certainly weren't cool.

John was especially determined to keep Lenny from coveting weapons, as his older self was the better version of John. If Leonard grew up with a taste for violence...